Wichita eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1886-1890, 1887-01-02
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9ai1y eagle
WOMAN AND HOME.
HOW A 16-YEAR-OLD GIRLS EYES
WERE OPENED.

Tho Right to Remain SinsIc-Tca and
Conee-Tomen's Clubs-TEabit CO Com
plainins-Comins woman-3Irs. Lang
try's ConpIc4ion-Gints and Helps.
At Is I could paint ross or lily so like the
genuine flowers that they themselves might
have been deceived by my portrayals and
have taken them for their own pretty reiec-
lions II stream or mirror. And in music
Z had 50 mastered the intricacics even Of
Beethoven that played ono OF his sonstss all
through at public recital But never had
sTspt room in my life, and il any enc had
asked ma why eggs wera used in cooking L
Eiskt perhaps have beea obtuso enough to
answer, For sooetening purposes" And
giorisd in nay ignorance, considering it
ebliss," uail one day in summer, whom my
eyes were opened wider than they ever we're
before
LILY parents had gone away fora day or
two taking Ia. chamberpleid with them, and
Immediately after their departure the cook
went to bed sick. l was not much disturbed,
however, there was plenty OF cooked food
In the houso. But about noon, when l was
practising the scales, and my fingers were
cAmpering like white mice from one end Of
tbs pisno To tho other, a merry laugh inter
rupted my c1ertions, and turning my head,
all bristling with haipins for evening beau
tihers, I saw my cousin Charley and two
ether youths from college. l always called
Charley my cousin, although the relationship
was little indistinct, his elder half sister
having married my uncle.
Jenny" he said, "we've come to dinner Us
hungry as three bears"
T
but me, and don't know how to get din
ner. But there's cold meat and bread"
Cant we have a steak, Jenny" he in
4uired, sand baked potatoes and coffee? Wen
ali help"
"Well," rejoined, "come into the kitchen,
but you'll have to make a fire first"
awe can do it," was the merry reply,
"Tom's the philosopher"
sand you're the
aNo impertinence," Charley retortcd, but
VOL soon have q fire."
We did, and. getting the potatoes, | was
putting them right into the oven when my
cousin asked in a stage whisper Jenny,
Jenny, amt you going to wash them first:"
My cheeks burned, and taking them to the
sink | gave them such scrubbirg as po-
tatoes never received before.
Charley" [ whispered, shall l wash tie
steakl7
"If yoa choose, DEAR" he answered, "but
wouldn't use soap. Now where's the ground
eofTeel"
did not know any more about it than if |
had lived in Jupiter or Venus, but the boys
nose led him right to the spot, and soon the
coffee was boiling and the steak broiling in
an appetizing way. l placed the meat upon
a dish, and was intending 10 leave it thus in
"beauty uradorned," when one of my visitors
suggested timidly: Excuse me, but don't |
you put little something on it2 Lard or |
butter or something's
mot lard" Charley interposed, Great |
Scott butter, salt and pepper, Jenny, are the |
usual ingredients"
Blushing more furiously than ever, APP |
piled the desired articles, and the dinner was |
really very good. We had a merry time, but |
when my cousin said gcod-by he added: |
"You're dear, jolly girl, Jenny, but if l |
were you I'd learn how to cook. 1t would |
look better, don't you know"
Yes, did know, and was not silly enough |
to take offense. | took the hint instead, and |
so eifectually that three months afterwards,
when my adviser came TO visit us, sent the |
cook out of the kitchen and got the dinner
myself, unasSisted, and Charley whispered
but no matter what he whispered That was
several years ego, and now he sits opposite to
me at the table three times day."-Good
Housekeeping.